The host also wants to be a boss today

Chapter 503
Even Gardenia was taken directly back to the palace and given a one-month ban.

On the surface it was to punish her for escaping earlier, but in fact it was to protect her in disguise. It was not a good thing for a favored little princess to be involved with the prince at this time.

Zhi Nai didn't pay much attention to the turmoil in the court, but only listened to the system report every day, and wrote letters to Shen Nanqing from time to time.

It was already mid-July when it was released again.

In July and a half, the Ghost Festival, even though the capital was not stable, the emperor still granted permission to postpone the curfew for two hours so that the people could pay homage to the dead.

Both sides of the wide street are almost covered with lanterns. There are river lanterns floating on the river in the distance, and occasionally there are Kongming lanterns passing overhead. It seems that there is only a piece of orange left in the world, bright and lively.

Gardenia sneaked out of the palace. She picked around the stalls, chose a ghost mask and put it on. She lowered her head and took out the silver coins from the purse at her waist. Then her eyes were attracted by the candied haws that was shouting not far away. Along the way, Wander over.

Ling Lan followed behind her, squeezed through the crowd with difficulty, her face collapsed.

"Little... Miss, please run slowly and wait for me!"

In addition to selling lanterns on the street, the small stalls on both sides are naturally indispensable, and because it is in the most prosperous capital, in addition to snacks, silk, and hairpins, there are many rare items from other places, even not far away. There are also dark-skinned youths performing fire-breathing performances, and people come and go on the streets.

After squeezing for a while, Lily of the Valley gave up, stood on tiptoe, glanced at both sides, and chose to go around to a place selling sugar cakes and wait.

Sure enough, it didn't take long to see a little girl wearing a ghost mask, holding candied haws and sugar figurines in her sight.

Ling Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stepped forward to hold her, not caring about the difference between master and servant.

"Miss, please stop running around, be careful of being discovered."

Although many hidden guards followed, Ling Lan still felt that tonight would not go well, otherwise the atmosphere in the palace would not be so tense.

A few days ago, he ordered the concubine of the prime minister's mansion to be the crown prince's concubine, and he naturally suppressed the reason because of the royal face. But when the wedding was approaching, the three princes' party suddenly reported on the prince's Shao Fu. You must know that the recent rumors are that the prince's Shao Fu The lady of the family is interested in the prince.

If you want to say what the people are most interested in, it is of course gossip. They can't tell who the big shots are, they only know that the relationship between these three people is very complicated, and various reasons have been passed down.

Zhi Nai turned her head subconsciously, and then handed her the sugar figurine in her hand.

"Here, this is for you."

After stuffing it, he touched the ghost mask on his face, trying to struggle.

"I wore a mask and not many people paid attention to us."

"...Miss, do you misunderstand yourself?"

Thinking that many princesses and princes would come to join in the fun tonight, the little girl frowned and reluctantly agreed.

"Then let's go to the restaurant."

Ling Lan showed a gratified smile, fearing that she would go back on her word, she dragged him away.

It would be nice if Miss Nanqing was around in such a lively scene, as she could stop the princess, but the Prime Minister's Mansion is not stable these days, and the two have not been in contact for a long time.

Thinking of this, she remembered something again.

"Miss said earlier that she would bring some gifts to Miss Nan Qing, do you want to arrange for guards to send them to the prime minister's residence?"

Zhi Nai pondered for a moment, then shook her head.

"No, we will go to the Prime Minister's Mansion later. How long until the lantern competition starts?"

Ling Lan comprehended and glanced into the distance again.

"It is estimated that there is still half an hour."

(End of this chapter)